[Proceeding with skill Explanation]
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• [STEALTH] : (Active ability) With the Stealth skill, you can blend seamlessly into your surroundings, becoming nearly invisible to the naked eye. This ability allows you to move silently and undetected, granting you a significant advantage in evading enemies and infiltrating enemy territories.
[ Rank: D+ ]
[Duration: 20 seconds] (Can be turned off manually by the user before the duration is up.)
[Cooldown: 10 minutes]
[Usage Limit: 3 times per day]
Note: Beings with his enough
Skill can be upgraded by using
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[Will you absorb the
[Yes/No]
Aahan was confused. He didn't know what was happening and how he absorbed the skill. His guess was that the demon tongue in his arm had to have something to do with it.
Regardless of the fact, he realised the importance of the skill. It was the first skill he had gained, and by the looks of it, it was an important one.
Besides, there was no saying what challenge he would be facing next. Therefore, having any skill would be beneficial for him at this stage.
"Yes," Aahan mumbled, and his response was immediately followed by another wall of test before him.
[Request acknowledge.]
[Learning new skill...]
[Congratulations! You have successfully acquired
"Okay... now what?"
Aahan had expected something to happen once he 'learned' the skill. But nothing did. He felt as usual, and there was no sign of any changes within him.
"Is this some kind of joke?" Aahan shook his head and moved to pick up Rakhsara's severed head. "Just like the old days..."
While it was the first time Aahan had to touch somebody's severed head, he was no stranger to doing that kind of work. After all, back in juvie, there were regular fights, and sometimes people got their fingers or, in the worst case, hands chopped out with makeshift tools.
As such, the officers picked cleaners from the prisoners, and they would do the clean-up work. Aahan would often be chosen for that kind of work probably because he was viewed as a monster there and was supposed to be acquainted with such tasks.
Thankfully, that experience made him a bit stronger when he was dealing with blood and gore.
"Weren't you a handsome lad..." Aahan mumbled while looking at the demon's severed head. "With a face like yours, no wonder you had to develop stealth skills."
As he lifted the demon's head, Aahan noticed something. He could see through his hands! While holding the demon's head, Aahan looked down, and his entire body had turned transparent, including his torn-up suit.
"So this is the stealth skill..." Aahan mumbled. "Wait, so I thought about the skill, and it activated on the spot? Is that how it's supposed to work?"
With a rough plan in his head, Aahan closed his eyes and thought of turning 'off' stealth, and when he opened his eyes, his body was back in its original form!
"Whoa... is this for real? I need to talk to someone about this!" Aahan exclaimed, his eyes shining brightly. "Maybe Gurudev can help me understand more about this... skill thingy. But first, let's get out of here."
With that, Aahan grabbed the demon's head and made his way out of the portal. Its crimson light was now giving off a neon blue light as if telling Aahan it was safe to go out.
Aahan extended his arm, and the next thing he knew, he was thrown out of the portal back into the mortal realm. Despite it being his second time experiencing the sensation, his head was still a bit dizzy, and it took a moment for him to gather himself.
Once he was stable, he looked around the auditorium and saw only a handful of people had made it back. The rest of the portals showed off the crimson colour, which Aahan assumed meant that the area within the fissure had not been cleared.
"Ah... I didn't expect I would be so fast," Aahan scratched his head before his focus shifted to the demon's head next to him. "What am I supposed to do with this now?"
Aahan's ID suddenly came back online and solved his query. As weird as it was, Aahan decided to act as if nothing was abnormal.
"Oh, I see," Aahan mumbled as he looked around the stage and found the Instructor standing beside a device. There were a couple of participants there as well, each carrying some sort of demonic remains.
Without wasting any time, Aahan made his way to the drop-off counter. But as he did, a question appeared in his head.
"You said something about Karma points; what are those?"
"I see... that's helpful to know. Anything else I should know about?"
"I should have known," Aahan shrugged. "Do you mind telling me how many points I have now, if any? Also, how can I increase my rank?" "Blessings? What are those?" "Something you're not worthy of... yet." The Instructor's voice echoed in his ears, and Aahan immediately jumped back. Aahan had gotten so lost in his conversation that he didn't notice he was standing next to the Instructor, right in front of the counter. "Don't you have something to do?" the Instructor asked Aahan, who nodded and placed the demon's head into the device per his card's instructions. "A Rakshara, huh? You found yourself quite an interesting opponent. So tell me how you managed to kill it?"